Chapter 823


    Bradley stared at therge photograph and disjointedly said, "No… Esther isn''t dead!"


    Oliver stayed silent and just looked at Kevin, who motioned to his head as if to say that Bradley had


    gone insane.


    Insane? Oliver snorted. Esther, the victim, hadn''t gone insane! How could Bradley, the perpetrator, be


    allowed to escape like this?


    "I''m giving you 24 hours. After that, the Warner Group won''t need to exist in this world."


    Oliver''s motivation wasn''t mercy for Bradley. It was primarily for the tens of thousands of employees at


    the Warner Group. If thepany went bankrupt, their families would suffer. The best way to minimize


    the impact on regr employees was a direct share transfer, ensuring a smooth transition of the


    Warner Group to Felix''s name.


    Although Felix was still too young to take over the Warner Group, Oliver was determined not to let it


    be Bradley''s weapon.


    Bradley gazed at Esther''s picture and suddenly chuckled. He looked at Oliver''s determined face, and


    his eyes took on a sinister gleam.


    "You want the Warner Group? Fine, I''ll give it to you. Give me back my son!"


    Oliver sneered and walked away decisively.


    Kevin sat in a chair, observing Bradley''s chiseled profile. He bent to pick up the document from the


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    table, mocking, "Bradley, you ruthlessly targeted Esther time and time again, all because you have the


    Warner Group.


    "But now, the Warner Group is no more!"


    Kevin pulled out his phone and showed the worth of the Warner Group''s stocks. "See it?"


    Kevin only showed Bradley a glimpse of Warner Group''s stock and stood up. "Esther is gone, and


    you''re only pretending to be deeply devoted now. If the Warner Group goes bankrupt, what will you do


    then?"


    Bradley grabbed a bottle of red wine and hurled it at Kevin. The wine bottle flew through the air and


    violently collided with the marble wall, sending shards of ss and red wine into the air.


    The room filled with the strong aroma of red wine. A ss shard grazed Kevin''s face, causing a slight


    sting. He gently wiped the blood away from his face and thenughed out loud.


    "Bradley, are you angry?" Kevin looked at the blood on his fingertips, chuckling. "What''s there to be


    angry about? You look at this photograph every day, and you think Esther wille back to life? When


    you see this photo, doesn''t your mind ever recall the despicable things you did to her?"


    Kevin kicked the broken wine bottle at his feet and walked over to Bradley. Together, they looked at the


    photograph in front of them.


    "When you see this familiar yet foreign face, do you have nightmares?"


    Kevin finished speaking and turned to leave. He didn''t know if Bradley would have nightmares, but he


    knew he would.


    Ever since he had witnessed Esther''s car plunge off the cliff, he had been having nightmares every


    day. In these nightmares, he would see Esther imprisoned by Bradley inside a transparent crystal


    coffin.


    He repeatedly tried to rescue her but failed every time, even though Esther reassured him in the


    dreams that she didn''t me him.


    Nevertheless, Kevin couldn''t forgive himself. Each time he stabbed a knife into Bradley''s heart, he was


    doing the same to himself. He needed to keep reminding Bradley that he had caused Esther''s death.